Men Quote by Aimee Bender

“He breathed in her hair, the sweet-smelling thickness of it. My father usually agreed with her requests, because stamped in his two-footed stance and…

— Aimee Bender

“Mr. Coaxyoram himself and many a young girl soft on him, but oh, what a gentleman and from a scion of gentlemen. I learned…

— Edna O'Brien

“Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling porcupine," she crooned. "Little critters fried like fritters come out crunchy and divine.”

— Gregory Maguire

“I wrapped my hands around the familiar cup and tried to draw strength from it. It was from Thea's old Moss Rose set, remnant…

— Lorena McCourtney

“I heard the voice of that bird, son of Polypas, whose piercing outcry and whose arrival announces to men the season when fields are…

— Theognis

“My throat tightened when I noticed a small tattoo of an origami rose on his upper arm. . . "Hey, Lenzi," he whispered, barely…

— Mary Lindsey

“She sat very still, listening to a stream gurgling, the breeze soughing through upper branches, the melodious kloo-klack of ravens, the nyeep-nyeep of nuthatches…

— Susan Vreeland

“When the girl returned, some hours later, she carried a tray, with a cup of fragrant tea steaming on it; and a plate piled…

— Kenneth Grahame

“Charlotte had tried to read his work. It seemed only polite, after all, given that they were neighbors. But after a while, she'd simply…

— Julia Quinn

“I am your little ram, burying his muzzle in thick grass of your pasture, folded by you at night, herded by day, a dedicated…

— Mark Wunderlich

“She put him near the front door and a number of visitors were surprised that he would not answer to the name 'Polly', which…

— Gustave Flaubert

“Later, you told me what your mother had said. How your father, the farmer, rose up slowly. You told me how your mother wailed…

— Jon Gresham